Sugar Cookie Mayhem would be a fun band name.
It’s been a long time since I’ve made sugar cookies! Cookie baking was pretty common in our household when I was a kid, but we didn’t really maintain any kind of special Christmas baking traditions. But when I ran across this recipe, I knew I had to try it:
This recipe uses sour cream to make the dough extra soft. The cookies come out very soft with a perfect crumble – if that’s your thing.
I’ve finally gotten my hands on one of the silicone baking mats – and they are indeed awesome. “Welcome to the 21st century!” you say? Hey, it may take me a while but I’ll eventually arrive.
Am I the only person who struggles to identify amorphous blobs of cookie as “Santa with his pack!” or “a reindeer!” or “nutcracker man!”? Because you’d have to be some kind of Icing Rembrandt to get these guys looking like the outline in Wilton’s catalog.
I bet there are people out there who can make perfectly decorated shape cookies, ones that I could identify … just before I bite the nutcracker man’s head off. nom nom nom The problem with edible art is that it gets eaten. lol I don’t have the patience…..
Of course nothing says “whoa! look at that mess on my counter!” like sugar cookie baking.
Plus I almost never have this much clear counter space available, so excavation had to take place before the cookie production today. Please tell me I’m not the only person who lives like this? haha
Of course, the best part of the cookie life is the decorating … and then the eating.
Coart is a dedicated cookie enthusiast. His Montessori students threw him a surprise birthday party earlier this week consisting primarily of an entire table full of cookies. I think he nearly cried with joy.
I’ve had 3 of these babies this afternoon and I can feel the sugar coma setting in already.
Good thing it’s vacation. 😉
I write. I design. I cook. I read. I make music. I talk to people -- all kinds of people.
I used to teach and hopefully will do so again someday.
My dream job would be a cross between barrista and consultant, with a large helping of international travel and bohemian wandering through concerts, museums, galleries, and open spaces.
Somewhere back in time, my students started calling me "RameyLady" and the name stuck. I like it. There's a Ramey-man too. He's a much better writer but he seems to be too humble to share it with the world....at least, not yet.